“Yes. You make it sound silly.”
“When you ran…” He squeezed her tighter. “I thought maybe you’d changed your mind about us.”
She pulled away from him so she could observe his face. “Never.” The sorrow in his eyes tore through her grief. She’d hurt him unintentionally.
“Is it so hard for you to turn to me in time of need instead of running away?” He wiped the tears from her cheeks with his thumb.
“No—yes. I’ve never really had someone t-to lean on.”
“You do now.” He cupped her face.
“What if I’m a vampire? What would you do then?”
His smile faded. “I would love you.”
Those words eased the sharp ache in her heart. The truth was evident in his eyes. Shifters didn’t lie. “Could you? I mean, you hate them so much.”
“I do.” He sighed and leaned closer until his lips met hers. Kissing her slowly, he drew her back into his arms, the heat from his body a delicious comfort. “I hate them for what they did to my people. You were never part of that. I love you.” He slid his hands along her thighs, raising the hem of her dress. “I want you. Nothing will ever change that.” He kissed her again, deep enough to curl her toes. “Nothing.”
“No more running.” She surrendered to him, leaning into his affection. Gazing into his amber eyes, she wanted to lose herself. “I love you so much.” She encircled his face with her hands. “You’re mine.”
He gripped her hips, pulling her tight against him. “I almost lost you. I don’t know what I would have done—”
She pressed her fingers against his mouth. “Don’t. You’ll make me cry again.” Finding a smile for him proved to be difficult. She wanted to believe him with all her heart, but knew she wouldn’t until the transformation was completed, and he still stuck around.
Who knew how long before her change took effect? She imagined the virus would need time to corrupt all her DNA. Her canines were longer and her sense of smell more acute, but both species carried these traits. Time would reveal her fate. Soon, she hoped.
Repositioning herself, she straddled Sorin.
He moved his hands higher along her thighs until he cupped her ass, his hard cock slipping between her legs. “Can I have you?” Deep and rough, his voice caressed her ear.
It sent a shiver down her spine. Rocking her hips, she rubbed his tip between her nether lips for an answer.
He moaned and whispered, “Susan, I’m going to claim you now.”
“Yes.”
With a gentle thrust, Sorin buried himself deep inside her.
She arched her body against him and cried out. She loved the sweet pleasure he gave her—the desire on his face, his wild amber eyes.
His hands held her hips as he pulled back and pumped inside her. He moved her up and down on his body, plunging deeper.
Tears trickled from the corners of her eyes. Raw bliss was a hard, grazing want inside her belly. “Sorin! Please…” She shook with pleasure as wave after wave cascaded through her body. They needed this moment to reaffirm their commitment. She’d never leave Eorthe given the chance again, and he’d love her even if she became a creature he despised.
Sorin ground into her, pressing her swollen clitoris against him.
There was power in this male. Potent, unrelenting, brawny. But she couldn’t ponder it. Sensation took over, different than before—instinctual, carnal. She grasped his hair and pulled his head back, exposing his neck.
This male belonged to her. No other should dare touch him, and she needed to let them know. She bit him. The salty flavor of sweat and dirt met her tongue.
“Fuck, yes.” He forged harder and faster inside her pussy, his rhythm becoming erratic.
She growled, biting harder, and wouldn’t let go as her climax mixed in with his.
He roared and bucked underneath her, guiding her hips to milk his cock and make her own him, until she no longer cared who or what she was as long as she had Sorin.
They came together.
Belonged together.
Susan rested her head on Sorin’s shoulder, her arms around his neck, and caught her breath. Even though exhausted from the recent events, they both needed this moment—a reaffirmation of their love.
Probing his neck with his fingers, he felt along her bite mark. “Nicely done. A proper mating bite.” He grinned as if she’d given him the best present.
Her stomach went queasy. She turned away.
“What’s wrong?”
“I bit you like a vampire.”
“You didn’t drink. Do you desire my blood?”
“No,” she whispered and searched deep inside. The idea revolted her. Smiling, she faced her mate. “No, I wanted to mark you as mine.”
“That’s good.” His grin grew wider. “That’s very good. You’ve worried so much about becoming vampire, but what if you are a shifter?”
She blinked. What if? Her heart raced. “That would be wonderful. I could truly be your mate.”
“You always have been.” He buried his nose in her hair and inhaled deeply. “Let’s go home.”
“Home. I’d like that. We should stop at the Temple and tell Ahote we’re leaving.”
Sorin snorted. “You’re not allowed near him anymore. He’s not to be trusted around mated females. Let him go back to his own pack.”
She laughed. “What about Kele and Benic?”
“Let Benic rot, but I guess Peder and Kele may have returned in our absence. We’ll skirt around and reassure them.”
Sorin rose from the ground with her still in his arms and shifted to feral form. He swung her on his back. “Hang on. I can’t wait for the pack to see your bite upon my flesh.”
She lay across him, her arms around his thick neck, his fur a comfortable bed. “Me too.”
Epilogue
The sounds of birds singing vanished as Susan stalked through the forest. She raised her muzzle to the wind and caught the scent she’d been searching for.
Sorin.
Her ears came forward and she quickened her walking pace. After six months, she still had trouble running on all fours, and she didn’t want to risk tripping. The cargo she carried was too precious.
Howls flooded the forest air. The hunters were successful. It would be a good night in the Apisi den.
She followed their song over a hill until she reached the meadow.
Sorin and his hunters gathered in the center with their kills. He raised his head in her direction and raced at full speed, coming to a sudden halt when he reached her. “Is everything all right? Are the pups well?” He touched her swollen belly with reverence, and worry tinged his cinnamon scent.
“Everything is fine.” She placed her hands on his. The dark brown of her fur contrasted with his silver. “I miss hunting.”
He sighed and rolled his eyes. “You’re too swollen to run.”
“You mean too clumsy.”
“I worry.”
She shifted to her civil form, not concerned with her nudity like she used to be. Ever since she learned to shift, her world had changed for the better. She’d never been so happy.
The forest wasn’t a fearful place anymore. She welcomed nature now and loved the land. A new connection existed between her and the world— something humans were missing. She wished she could share it with them.
Settling on a patch of moss, she watched the hunters carry their kills home.
Sorin shifted and joined her. He laid his head upon her belly, caressing her roundness. “I can’t wait.”
Born of Earth, she’d been lost in the world of technology. Susan didn’t miss any of it. She was a daughter of Eorthe now, female alpha of the loving Apisi, and mate to her Sorin. She’d bear his pups with pride and hopefully lead their people into a new age.